It's Not Going To Be Easy To

I Don't Have To Prove My Life. I Just Have To Live.

You Can't Bank On The Outcome.

I Think Of My Brother Just Out Of Prison Again. He Will Have Spent Ten Years Of The Last 30 In Prison.

Our Apologies, Good Friends, For The Fracture Of Good Order, The Burning Of Paper Instead Of Children. How Many Must Die Before Our Voices Are Heard, How Many Must Be Tortured, Dislocated, Starved, Maddened? When, At What Point, Will You Say No To This War?

Faith Is Rarely Where Your Head Is At. Nor Is It Where Your Heart Is At. Faith Is Where Your Ass Is At!